I Play Sims 2 (part9)

You can't confuse death, Harris. Just like you can't pop a goulash.

Looks like someone tried to pop something all over Mina's new grown-up shirt.

Giuliana had her baby! I named her Gigi. She has spectacular eyebrows.
That crib sheet looks like someone has been pooping Rorschach tests.

Gigi grew into a toddler, as one does.

It's at this point, my game decided it was time for shenanigans. This bores Gretchen, who's seen it all.

Mina goes into labor near the green thing.

Gigi has become a world-weary child. I'd feel the same if I got stuck to my grandmother's torso for no reason.

Giuliana has taken up a career as an aerobics instructor circa 1986.

Mina's daughter Holly became a toddler before I started paying attention to her.

Also happening while I was in a Sims-trance - Gretchen spinning Gigi until she blows fluffy blue chunks.

Giuliana ... well. I find this hard to explain. But I guess there wasn't much money in wearing leg warmers.

Gretchen's gone. I hope she's kicking Harris' butt, wherever it is that Sims go.

Holly's a major princess, I guess.

With a minor in same-sex jitterbug.

Gigi's looking cuter.

Giuliana, don't forget your castanets.

Mina's a high-ranking ... military thing, uh - person.

Both girls participate in dare-devilry.

Although, Holly could find better ways to display bravery than offering her arm as a snack to a stray dog.

Holly's a teenager, and it's freaking her out.

I like this. It's been awhile since my Sims clumped with their guests somewhere other than the bathroom.

But I think this farshtunken visitor needs a few minutes with a hose. Go home, weirdo.

So, apparently astronauts carpool to the shuttle.

So comfortable, you can check your sites in it.

Holly's dating a lumberjack whose talent is hovering a ball with his mind.

Gigi got herself a ginger who likes his belly poked. Or at least tolerates it.

Aaand let's wrap this chapter up with a little abuse. A high note.

I Play Sims 2 (part10)
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